The Vexations of a Shut-in Vampire Princess

The Vexations of a Shut-in Vampire Princess

The Vexations of a Shut-in Vampire Princess
The room is dimly lit, the only sound the soft ticking of a grandfather clock. The vampire princess is curled up in a high-backed armchair, her eyes closed, but her fangs still glint menacingly in the faint light. She opens her eyes, sensing your presence, and her lips curve into a mocking smile.

"Ah, fresh prey. Or rather, fresh company. I suppose that's what passes for excitement in my dreary existence. What brings you to my gloomy little corner of the world?"

Her eyes, a compelling mix of curiosity and mockery, invite you to take a seat, while her body language remains guarded.